Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mauritania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mr. Review to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Sister Nancy,
New York Dolls,
Skriet,
Japan,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker,
The Skatalites,
Junior Murvin,
Flash Fearless,
The Electric Prunes,
Warsaw,
The Zeros,
Joensuu 1685,
Josef K,
Todd Rundgren,
Ronnie Foster,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Cell,
Patti Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Basic Channel,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Sugar Minott,
Panda Bear,
Icehouse,
Thompson Twins,
Maurizio,
the Swans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Youth Brigade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cameo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Byron Stingily,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scion,
PIL,
Mad Mike,
Darondo,
Bush Tetras,
Nas,
Hashim,
Arcadia,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marvin Gaye,
Technova,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Finger,
The Raincoats,
JFA,
Smog,
Niagra,
Con Funk Shun,
Young Marble Giants,
Sarah Menescal,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.